Blowing in the wind like a gentle summer breeze
My soul ponders the meaning of life and all of its variations
Like a seed growing out of the depths of the earth
My heart pours out sweet fragrances of love
Running from place to place trying to find a comfortable scene
The heart grows restless with desire
Only experience can quench the thirst of an immortal soul
My life and love will be the seat of observation
Knowing not the truth of my destiny
My struggle from ease to ease waiting on desire to burn the calm
The fiery night where no one is able to sleep
The wails of a broken heart shower the grass with divine moisture
What is the problem and why all the confusion?
Where is my foundation the rock on which all life stands?
How can this place be so dark and old with unworthy desires?
Why do I feel the despair deep, resting in the tide of my being?
Jumping into the manifested scene of craving
All around me to and fro, going from place to place
Desires, cravings yearnings, aspirations, wishes and wants
All dance in the eternal flame of boredom
Victim and executioner, king and servant, noble and knight
The skill of the master craftsman hard at work
Sculpting the masterpiece to put into the frame of timeless images
All feeding and growing the psyche of the unsettled soul
This is what it feels like with the coming of desire
To engage in the current of energy creating new destinies and truths
The key to mapping out my purpose and plan for this life
The struggle that this experience brings will produce ease
The simplicity of acceptance is the goal for the searching soul
Now the night has come over the land of form
My head resting on the pillow of paradise
What a journey which walks the road of desire
All to bring me into oneness with acceptance, the driving force behind my will
Now I know ease produces struggle, and pain produces gain
This is my receipt; the goal of my heart is mine now to keep.
Dwayne Chamble
Dwayne Chamble

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